Fin grudgingly followed Sophia, after taking one last look in the mirror.
"Are you sure?"
"Oh shut up," she replied and dragged him out into the hall. "Youy need some drink inside you. That will get your self-confidence back."
"Agreed."
They walked toward the bar, and suddenly Fin was caught around the waste by a lovely pair of arms.
"Hello," Thoriel cried, "I'm awake!"
"And none the worse I hope," Fin asked.
"I'm fine," she replied.
"Good. An orange juice perhaps?" He walked up to the bar and ordered the drinks. He handed them out, Thoriel with a Orange Juice and Fin and Sophia had yet another white wine each."
"Perhaps you should be on the juice," Sophia commented as Fin gulped down the glass.
"Perhaps....but it isn't going to happen!"
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